Thursday, March 31, 2011

At the start of this Semester, I honestly wanted to crash when I found out that we were reshuffled because that meant no more Triso group. I was so dejected. I didn't want to adjust to another set of RLE group since I find it very hard to establish camaraderie and the fact that I have the tendency to compare them to my previous groupmates. Well, things happen for a reason and through the many changes that's happened to me, I've learnt not question. The answer will always be unveiled at the end anyways.

To Diane, Tags, Ei, Lovely, Hans, Monique, Allen, Pao, Abby and Rhiz, I would like you guys to know how eternally grateful and thankful I am for the times we've spent together throughout all four rotations. There were misunderstandings and we got mad at each other, but that's normal right? At the end of the day, the most important thing is that we all passed and the group is still one. :)

Thanks for the support and for being there during the all nighters. It was a tough semester and there were new rotations but we all got through it. Goodjob, mushies! If I ever did something to hurt any of you, it wasn't my intention to. I'm sorry. Know that I love you and the experiences we had in the Delivery room, nursery, 5th rec and community are always going to be worth remembering. :>

(We call each other Triso not because we were born with chromosomal abberations. We're called Triso because we're weird when we're all together. And that's not a bad thing. This group showed me that being weird is good because it means you're courageous enough to show people how insane you really are deep inside.)

We use bad words not because we're BAD. We use them because we want to appear strong. We want people to feel that despite all the failure we feel deep inside, we still have the courage to continue on living.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

I'm supposed to be concentrating on my ncm NOTES because there's a quiz tomorrow. Plus, I haven't started studying for physics and pharma which both covers two topics. I'm a dead meat. I don't even know why i'm blogging right now. Hmm, let's just say i'm trying to sharpen my saw in 15 minutes (not helping though). Anyways, im stressed and i don't know why because when I look at my planner, there's nothing really to stress about. My finals schedule isn't even as cruel as before. There's just one exam in one day soooo I have no idea why I'm stressed. Lots of quizzes tomorrow but that has become a usual thing already so i'm ruling that out of the stress list.

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I'm an 18 year old nursing student. I love history, literature, sports and art (but they all hate me). l'd like to believe that i'm good with what i'm doing and i wish to travel the world someday. I think indie music is cool and that they should forever stay underground. Sunsets amuse me. Coffee is my drug. I care a lot for the environment and you should too. I dream of performing my very own solo cardio-thoracic surgery. I do believe that everyday is a wonderful day to save lives! ... and to change the world.

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“We all think we’re going to be great and we feel a little bit robbed when our expectations aren’t met. But sometimes expectations sell us short. Sometimes the expected simply pales in comparison to the unexpected. You got to wonder why we cling to our expectations, becausethe expected is just what keeps us steady.Standing. Still, the expected’s just the beginning, the unexpected is what changes our lives.”

“Maybe we're not supposed to be happy.Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe beinggrateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we're thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know. At the end of the day, the fact thatwe have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate.”

“We have to make our own mistakes.We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today’s possibility under tomorrow’s rug until we can’t anymore, until we finally understand for ourselves like Benjamin Franklin meant. That knowing is better than wondering,that waking is better than sleeping. And thateven the biggest failure,even the worst most intractable mistake beats the hell out of never trying.”